The Protector

Everyone present at the temple instantly held their breaths at that sentence.

They stared at Sebastian in disbelief.

What could possibly have pushed Sebastian to make such a daring exchange?

He was even willing to give up his fortune in order to beat this mysterious person, or force.

Sebastian continued kneeling as he waited for an answer to come from within the temple.

Finally, after about ten minutes, the rundown wooden door of the temple creaked open.

A man dressed in a suit walked out of the temple. Everyone looked on in shock and fear as the godson of the ex-ruler of the underworld walked toward them.

Even Sebastian looked terrified.

The young man said simply, “Sebastian, please return. My godfather will handle this.”

“What?”

“Thank you, sir!” Sebastian yelled in glee.

He agreed!

That meant the Morris Group was done for.

on the

in Quebec that he couldn’t get his hands on if he were willing to step

finally returning to society

of Quebec. He had locked himself away

North Hampton

to show himself once more meant that Quebec was about

the other forces and families in South City started preparing for this

ten most powerful families of South City gathered along the twisting and turning roads of

Sebastian stood among them.

coming from the end

had come down the mountain on

surrounded an old man with white hair and a

he was already 80 years old, his steps were steady and he was

ruler

in Quebec called him by ‘sir’ and

looked like any other esteemed

have connected him to the

four other people walking next to

and resembled a walking skeleton. His skin stretched taut over the angular frame of

meters tall and

head was completely bald. There were six

normal, and nothing stood out about him. However, he

White Guards were an indestructible force